Me? Oh, not much. Back on the Internet and continuing to play the Quality Lit Game, in the immmortal words of my absolute, all-time HERO, Terry Southern. Nowadays, it doesn't take much to impress the masses and believe me, I've got how little it takes! Branding myself as someone one can't live without? That's the IDEA.

The best part? THERE IS NO CRYING IN WHITECHAPEL. And Warren fucking HATED this thread so ... yeah.

Also convinced a boy to travel six hours to see me for three days, which too was pretty badass. He made me pizza and talked dirty about Italo Calvino to me. Also I got offered three jobs this week. I can't take them until the end of the month due to MASSIVE BUREAUCRATIC FUCKUP that I can in no way insist be rectified even a little bit, but still, it's a nice thing.

Feeling better than I was yesterday (been going out of my mind with loneliness and boredom due to being stuck at home recovering). Got a couple of calls from friends, did a bit of art, made the shift from more serious films/shows to comedies (rewatching Idiot Abroad and I can tell you, it doesn't get old) and my friend Mike from NYC was a darling and is sending a Bavarian Hefeweizen kit to me (which I'm considering putting keylimes and peppercorns in to).

Other plans: May end up taking an online course for SmartServe, which will allow me to work in bars. Also will be asking questions to Niagara College. Also more art. And I'm considering some writing.

I had a great time at Baltimore Comic Con, my plan B since I couldn't afford DragonCon. BCC is only two days and that was disappointing on paper, but once there, I think it's just the right length for that show. I wouldn't mind some Friday time, but I was there all day Saturday and Sunday and was ready to head home at the end of it. I found Denis Kitchen and almost got a Will Eisner piece from him, but had already committed to sketches from Fransesco Francavilla and Matt Wagner (The Shadow from both of them), got some Tom Strong pages from Karl Story (one with Ordway pencils) and found a Tony Harris Starman piece I liked and went overbudget on. Also, $5 and $10 hardcovers are the best, because while I asked Marvel to slow down with the Dark Tower comics, they have not listened, but I will be all caught up soon, and for a bargain.

I also splurged to see TOTEM outside of D.C./Maryland, and it was worth the extra drive and expense. My favorite of all the Cirque du Soliel I've seen live (only 3). They move like superheroes, or gods at times. And then there might be a little error to remind you that there is risk in some in it, and you lean forward again. I miss being a magician in hobby, but I've kept my nose in magic and circus arts in books and events... Some acts are very simple things dressed up that I used to sell at the magic shop, and others are just... OH MY GOD That's Beautiful. I'm a sucker for Cirque.

A card, a note, a doodle, american sweets you can't get over here, small objects of exotic origin, wee pictures to adorn the whites of my "cell", underground pamphlets about things only we can suffer, comics (I like 'em!), your latest novel...GIVE ME IT ALL!!

If you don't respond...I vill cry and bitch about you in meetings with the mountain addicts!!

Don't send crack or bombs or swamp-creatures or portable meth-labs or twisted porn or death-threats or letters pretending to be my long-lost love or vials of cat-piss etc.

You know the score, yeah?!

I went kayaking yesterday, only 15 days off the shit; I capsized. It was both funny and human. I actually felt good for a micro-second; a micro-second being a very, very, very, long time for an addict.

Damn, had a weird moment yesterday. The obvious weird was that I was in one of the premium art museums in Finland in the opening of Iron Sky exhibition, and seeing the old Star Wrecks running in a space where I'd been enjoying Gallén-Kallela and Russian Avant-Garde earlier this year was definitely jarring.

I had never realized that I had never gotten sort of personal, visceral sense of completion and closure about that job until I went into one of the booths and saw a short version of the making-of documentary running there. Sure, the film came out, but that's not really something I had a whole lot of input over, my job was the PR and making-of, and I needed to jump ship before that was completed. So, the whole thing was still a weird unfinished goop in my head. Watching that short piece of documentary I could finally point at something concrete and go "that shit right there is what I busted my ass over for two years". I hadn't really realized I had needed to do that. Feelsgoodman.jpg.

Check out that artists list. Fourth row, between Jonathan Horowitz and Amy Jorgensen? Yeah.Also I dropped off the last bit of work for it today. A little artists book made with wood, ink, felt, thread, menstrual blood, and cotton paper. I'm honestly really happy with how it turned out.One week until the opening! Eeeeeee!How is this even my life right now?